Tasha didn't really look around much, as bad as it sounded she'd completely lost all interest the second the preacher started preaching. Chris would have died, at least the Chris she knew if he knew this was how they were honoring him. He'd have wanted them to have a good time instead the room was stuffy and she felt claustrophobic despite how large the church was. It didn't help that she was more sober then she'd been in a few years and she couldn't focus on a single thing.
She got up, quicker then Vinny could stop her and made her way back up the isle. She spotted all three of her friends but didn't try to get their attention. She continued pushing through the doors to the foray. Her eyes searched for the bathroom, her purse clutched at her side. She spotted the bathroom slipping inside quickly grateful it was empty and as if it was her own house she slipped off her thousand dollar leather and let it slide off her arms and onto the floor. She lend over the sink staring at her reflection. She was honestly beautiful when she was all done up and a part of her couldn't help be jealous of Chris.
Hell he was the lucky one, he'd gotten his ticket to the other side. She tried talking herself out of what she was about to do, but it was no use, she was itching for a hit. She glanced around once more to make sure the bathroom really was empty, before she carelessly dumped the continence
of her purse into the sink. She didn't have much one her, but what she did have as a small baggie of coke, it was enough to get her through the rest of this miserable day.
She cute a few thin lines on the counter, with Vinny's credit card, before bending over and snorting three of the lines. She breathed in deeply, standing upright again and letting her head rock back a bit and her eyes close as she let the drug settle in her body. If she'd never been going to Hell before, she was definitely going to Hell now for snorting cocaine in the bathroom of a church.
She started shoving all her shit back in her pursed and turned on the water on to pretend to be doing something, when really she was just wasting time. She didn't want to go back out there. She was bored as hell out there. She leaned down watching the water for a moment before coming back up and her heart nearly jumped out of her chest when she saw him standing behind her. A cocky smirk on the lips that she remembered all too well. He looked the same only his hair was longer and he was covered in tattoos.
"What the fuck Spence?" she spat spinning around to face him and shoving him hard only he grabbed her and pulled her close, like he was going to kiss her only she was quick to move her hand between their lips making a point to flash her shiny, large, and very expensive engagement ring. "Don't even think about it." she breathed.
Spencer was beyond bored, it didn't help that he was high off his ass and still hungover from the night before, his head was pounding and all he wanted was an out. Raegan had sat near him, still a bit in front of him, but still fairly close he nudged Laylani probably a little two had and gestured for her to hand him her purse. She raised a brow and he nudged her roughly again and she rolled her eyes handing it to him. He dug threw it very childishly looing for something to throw at her to get her attention.
He settled on one of Laylani's lip glosses tossing it in the direction of Reagen only he missed hitting someone else. The man turned around irritated and Spencer lipped an apology as he pointed to Laylani and the guy shot the brunette a dirty look before turning back around. Laylani glared at him and he simply shrugged. He was paying absolutely no attention to the funeral, mostly because he still hadn't come to terms with the fact that one of his best friends was dead, more importantly their were very few who were aware that he'd held Chris while he died and thinking about it made him sick.
His eyes fell on Nastasya as she passed him and he smirked raising a brow slipping out into the isle behind her and following her. She looked like a trailer park princess, not that, that was anything new for her it was why they'd gotten along so well in high school. He waited outside the girl's bathroom for a bit fully intent on ambushing her the second she came out only after a long moment of her not coming out of the bathroom he grew impatient and slipped quietly into the bathroom.
He quietly steeped up behind her and she was clearly surprised to him, she spat something before turning and shoving him only he grabbed her and pulled her close, figuring why not hook up with her. He missed her, that much he'd admit and he assumed she missed him. Only she stopped him by using her hand as a wall between their lips, flashing an engagement ring that probably cost just about as much money as he had left from all his albums.
"Don't even think about it. she breathed and he smirked letting her go and leaning against one of the bathroom stalls as she turned back around and pretended to be fixing her make up. "You just going to stand there and watch me Spence?"[/b] she asked and he shrugged.
"This funeral is bull shit." he finally said. "Chris wouldn't have wanted to go out like this, you know it, Raegan knows it, we all know it." he said honestly holding her eyes through the mirror. It fell silent for a moment and he rolled his eyes, she was clearly acting like she didn't know him. "Were you just going to get fucking married without telling any of us?" he spat. "That ass hole out their doesn't deserve you Nash." he said honestly.
He wasn't sure where he was going with his harsh words, he was just trying to get her to crack. He didn't know whether he fiancé deserved her or not, but he was honestly a little bit jealous. He wasn't jealous because he was in love with her, but they had history together and he cared about her, not that he'd admit that. It was just hard seeing all his friends move on and he hadn't been a part of any of their lives because he'd been so wrapped up in his own.